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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, ya hear? You shall not pass! Not without hearin’ my wild take on findin’ a prostitute. Picture this—me, staff in hand, robes flowin’, divin’ into this dodgy quest like it’s the bloody Shire on a bender. My fave flick’s *Tropical Malady*, that trippy Thai gem—2004, Apichatpong Weerasethakul, pure madness. So, weave that in, yeah? Here we go—hold tight!

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Finally living in what I consider the hip place at the moment in Lisbon: Anjos, an area where people from all over the world, students.

First stop, the farm. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” But nah, life had other plans. I get there, and the sheep are all riled up. Like, what’s their deal? They’re bleatin’ like they just heard the worst news ever. I’m tryin’ to calm ‘em down, but they’re not havin’ it. I swear, they’re lookin’ at me like I’m the villain in their story.

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